“The right to work, to have job, earn your daily bread and a roof over your head and a roof over your head. He was a criminal for daring to want it, daring to risk everything for the basic human necessities, and now even those were to be denied him. It stank. It did. These people, these norteamericanos: what gave them the right to all the riches of the world? He looked around at the bustle in the lot of the Italian market, white faces, high heels, business suits, the greedy eyes and the ravenous mouths. They lived in their glass palaces. With their gates, fences and security systems, they left half eaten lobsters and beefsteaks on their plates when the world was starving, spent enough to feed and clothe a whole country on their exercise equipment, their swimming pools and tennis courts and jogging shoes, and all of them, even the poorest had two cars. Where was the justice in that?”
“The Tortilla Curtain”, T.C. Boyle, Penguin Books 1996
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